Genre: fluff, angst, strangers to friends to enemys-ish to lovers, sarcastic x even more sarcastic
Warning(s): lots of trauma, abuse (discussed and shown), kinda suggestive, language, lots of religious stuff (though I try to not tie it directly to any religion specifically
I promise it really is a good time despite all the warnings :)
WC: 50KÂ
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Summary:Â That oath hadnât meant much to you as a child. Even into your teen years, there had been nothing that made you want to break the vow you had made to the church. After you left for Mother Kimâs monastery, it didnât seem like it was going to haunt you. Then he had shown up and it was all you could think about. But you loved your gift, you loved helping mothers and children. Knowing that you could make a difference, and you had while training in temples of Hyant, thatâs all you ever wanted, besides him.
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There is solace in prayer.Â
Leaderâs of the temple had been telling you such since you were a child. For years, you hadnât believed them. On certain days, you still didnât, but you knew that it was important. You could reach heaven through prayer. That is what they needed you for.
Whispers echoed through the halls of the impending visit of the royals. Rumor had it that they were looking for an oracle, a prophet, to help the kingdom. One had to wonder why, if they had one of the most renowned leaders of the church in the capital, they would venture to your small monastery. The queen already had a prophet at her disposal, why would she call upon someone else?Â
PAIRING. best friend!jaehyun x female!reader
GENRE. college!au, friends-to-lovers!au, mutual pining, fluff
WORD COUNT. 900+
WARNINGS. reader is disappointed in herself bc of her grades lmao
authorâs note. quickly wrote this after waking up from a nap. i recently just finished book lovers from emily henry so it pulls from there!
University midterms are the absolute worst. You slave away at the library, in a study room, or at your tiny desk only for you to lose hours of sleep for a few fifty-minute exams. You sacrifice your mental and physical health over scantrons that take up sixty percent of your overall grade, throwing you into a tornado of stress that you canât pull yourself out of. They push you past your limits, only for you to get a C- on all of them.Â
You should be happy. Câs get degrees. You passed, your friends had said as they prepared to celebrate the end of exams and the start of break. Unlike you, they are over it. But to you, those Câs translated to Fâs. Anything below an A- meant failure and oh, how you had failed.
It upsets you beyond belief but no one really knew how much it affected you. They all had said you would get over it in a couple of hours, not knowing you have been beating up your smart little brain for days now. None of your friends came to check on you. That is, except one.
SUMMARY. thereâs no more running away when youâre thriving in the fashion industry, yet itâs exactly what you want to do when you encounter your first love after a decade in your high school reunion.
PAIRING. jaehyun x fem!reader
WORD COUNT. 8.5k
GENRE. romance, angst, fluff | high school reunion!au, business lawyer!jaehyun, fashion designer!reader, high school best friends to strangers to lovers!au
WARNINGS. detailed engagement in vices (smoking and drinking), profanities, petty attitudes bc of high school grudges
⤠authorâs note: waaaah this took me the whole week to write (also not proofread), and itâs definitely a challenge when i tested positive for c0vid and got my period after ughhhh but anyways, iâm really happy w this story!! in advance, i wish jaehyun my peak favorite boy in the world a happy birthday and wishing him the absolute best in the world!! and as for those reading, enjoy!!
⤠disclaimer: this is a work of fiction. i donât own the people/characters written, but the plot is mine. translations or copying my work is not allowed.
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⤠leave me some feedback or hellos!
OH, SEOUL.
A DECADE HAS PASSED SINCE YOUâVE RETURNED TO YOUR HOMELAND AFTER MIGRATING TO NEW YORK FOR LEISURE AND WORK. YET FOR A BUSINESS VENTURE, YOUâVE MADE A VISIT TO FURTHER DEVELOP IT.
3 MONTHS, THATâS THE LENGTH OF YOUR STAY BEFORE NEW YORK FASHION WEEK PREPARATIONS BEGIN AND YOU NEED FULL CREATIVE DIRECTION TO BRING YOUR NEXT COLLECTION TO LIFE.
iâve decided to start reading fics again after a long ass time and bitchâ buckle in your seatbelts because this?? was so good??
THE SENSE OF URGENCY
THE TENSION
THE CONNECTION
itâs beautifully portrayed in both main characters and i justâ i love it when i can feel how two main characters crave to be together, how frustrated they are to seek closure, CHEFS KISSES.
there is a perfect amount of buildup. the resolution of conflict?? perfect. itâs not sudden and itâs not out of nowhere. itâs gradual and itâs justâ
you need to read this đŠ
idek how else to tell you đ it was such a good read
Themes: childhood best friends to lovers, college au, a pinch of greek mythology, heavy angst, SLOWBURN, bittersweet ending, fluff, humour, sexual innuendos, kissing, mutual pining, talk about love, references to songs and musicals
Warnings: heavy angst, swearing, underage alcohol consumption, food, sexual innuendos and sex jokes, one slightly spicy scene with heavy making out but nothing sexually explicit, PG 15
Wc: 30k+
Playlist: here (please listen to it while you read!!!! each song is pretty important and i worked really hard on it ;-;)
Summary: Best friends do almost everything together, especially oneâs like you and Taeyong and that means you get to experience many firsts together, teaching each other things, but if thereâs one thing that is needed to be taught, itâs that best friends arenât meant to be lovers. [part of my âdisquietudeâ collab!]
Authors note: happy early birthday to my one true love!!! This fic has my entire heart and soul and with posting this I can say that itâs the best thing Iâve ever written. A few elements that Iâve added into this fic are a little personal, so i have an attachment to it. Itâs also the longest thing Iâve ever written (and probably will ever write) and Iâm very proud of it. I mean this in the nicest way possible, but I hope you cry reading it and most of all I hope you enjoy it, because I loved writing it!! As always, feedback would be appreciated<33
i] roses are red, violets are blue, iâm clumsy as fuck and lucky to have you
You didnât understand your best friend at all, even though youâve known him since you were four. Youâve seen him cry over other kids blowing out the candles on his birthday cake, youâve seen him fall flat on his face while attempting to play soccer (heâs much better at it now). The time he was certain he could fly and attempted jumping out of his window, only to clamber back up on the room tiles and into the safety of his room. That was the day he discovered he had a fear of heights, so flying was out of the question. His new favorite super power was invisibility.
hey brooke, i am personally SUING because this made me cry đđ
this has the perfect balance of push and pull. DUDE THIS IS ALMOST LOVERS AU, which is a huge weakness for me. brooke truly applies this au beautifully and so effortlessly? like in the middle of the fic i was starting to question, âso what are YN and taeyong?â
THIS WAS CHEFâS KISSES. definitely check this out! along with brookeâs other fics! theyâre all just as good đ
i realized that i should revamp and be more active on my fic rec blog. and we start this with brookeâs beautiful masterpiece âĽď¸
Themes: childhood best friends to lovers, college au, a pinch of greek mythology, heavy angst, SLOWBURN, bittersweet ending, fluff, humour, sexual innuendos, kissing, mutual pining, talk about love, references to songs and musicals
Warnings: heavy angst, swearing, underage alcohol consumption, food, sexual innuendos and sex jokes, one slightly spicy scene with heavy making out but nothing sexually explicit, PG 15
Wc: 30k+
Playlist: here (please listen to it while you read!!!! each song is pretty important and i worked really hard on it ;-;)
Summary: Best friends do almost everything together, especially oneâs like you and Taeyong and that means you get to experience many firsts together, teaching each other things, but if thereâs one thing that is needed to be taught, itâs that best friends arenât meant to be lovers. [part of my âdisquietudeâ collab!]
Authors note: happy early birthday to my one true love!!! This fic has my entire heart and soul and with posting this I can say that itâs the best thing Iâve ever written. A few elements that Iâve added into this fic are a little personal, so i have an attachment to it. Itâs also the longest thing Iâve ever written (and probably will ever write) and Iâm very proud of it. I mean this in the nicest way possible, but I hope you cry reading it and most of all I hope you enjoy it, because I loved writing it!! As always, feedback would be appreciated<33
i] roses are red, violets are blue, iâm clumsy as fuck and lucky to have you
You didnât understand your best friend at all, even though youâve known him since you were four. Youâve seen him cry over other kids blowing out the candles on his birthday cake, youâve seen him fall flat on his face while attempting to play soccer (heâs much better at it now). The time he was certain he could fly and attempted jumping out of his window, only to clamber back up on the room tiles and into the safety of his room. That was the day he discovered he had a fear of heights, so flying was out of the question. His new favorite super power was invisibility.
PAIRING. jaehyun x oc/reader
GENRES. romance, slight angst, college!au, exes-to-lovers!au
WORDS. 25.2k words
SYNOPSIS. after breaking your ex-boyfriendâs heart and then seeing him again at a frat party hosted by your best friend, you thought that this was the universe giving you a chance to make things right between the two of you. but sometimes, the second time never works out better than the first time even when you have learned from your mistakes.
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[a/n]: literally started writing this back in late-april/early-may, and i finally completed it. iâve tried my best editing it but if you spot any mistakes â welp lol. lowkey rushed the ending because i just wanted to complete this so bad. anyway, enjoy lovelies! âĽÂ
Iâve never expected to meet my ex-boyfriend again after we broke up. Much less seeing him again attending the same university as I. We lost touch after we broke up. He was also a year older than me. He mentioned his options to me but I never really got which one he decided to attend. So, you could imagine my surprise when my older brother and best friend invited me to a frat party where the Vice-President of the fraternity happened to be him.
Jung Jaehyun.
He looked as good as I remember. Even better, if that was even possible. Our eyes briefly met while I was waiting in line to get a drink and he had the audacity to smirk at me. I was fairly certain that my jaw dropped. I then got out of the line, not even caring about the fact that I havenât gotten a drink yet.
My best friend Johnny, who was â I forgot â the fraternityâs President, threw his arms in the air with a huge grin when he saw me on the way out. He immediately panicked when he saw the confusion in my eyes.
âI can explain,â he quickly said as he grabbed onto my shoulders.
I scoffed in disbelief. âYou can explain? What the hell were you thinking, Johnny?!â
now... once again. this was the first fic that i saw from queenie that i put on my to-read list. i always put it off but now i FINALLY read it.
hereâs the thing: i am in love with exes to lovers!au. everything from the history and past to the whole âwhat did we do wrong?â âwhat went wrong?â âwhere did we do wrong?â concept is just heart-wrenching and bittersweet.Â
but listen
the dialogue
the progression
like i could literally feel how jaehyun and y/n both yearn for each other even with their flaws and their flawed past, how theyâre both still in love with each other but theyâre hesitant, unsure of if being together again would be a good thing, their future.Â
sighs, another beautiful fic written by a wonderful writer. i just donât know what to tell you. i really donât. because itâs so good. itâs SO good. i would lose my memory just to read this again. to feel the emotions from this fic again.
NOW, onto my favourite parts: *SPOILERS*
âYour heart is on the other side, dumbass,â I then told him as I moved his hand to the proper side. I then turned to Sicheng who was snickering. âRemind me how did his dumb ass become the president of the fraternity?â
âBeats me.â Sicheng shrugged and took a sip from his cup. âThe real question is, how is he in pre-law?â
THE WAY I CACKLED. THIS WAS SO FUNNY. GREAT BICKERING.
âUmâŚâ I tried not to gape at his action. âWhat are you doing?â
Jaehyun raised an amused eyebrow at me. âHolding your hand?â
I almost choked on air at his unexpected reply. âW-why?â
âBecause I want to?â
âWell, this kind of complicates things a little,â I muttered under my breath but made no move to let go of Jaehyunâs hands.
YALLâ
âNo, I could never hate you, Jaehyun,â I said. âBut you sure gave me a reason to.â
just read the fic at this point, honestly. WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR?
âWhy is loving someone such a difficult thing?â Jaehyun whispered. âWhy is it that we end up hurting the ones we mean only to love?â
It wasnât the future that scared me, back then.
âBecause it comes from a place of uncertainty,â I answered his question â and mine.
no, seriously, what are you waiting for? read it
It hurt so, so bad.
That sorry was the only thing we could say to each other.
And maybe that became our very own way of saying I love you.
Because we simply couldnât say those precious three words to each other anymore.
PAIRING. jaehyun x oc/readerÂ
GENRES. coming of age, slice of life, friendship, romance, slight angst, college!auÂ
WORDS. 25.7k
SYNOPSIS. i remember getting an advice from someone. that person once told me that i shouldnât be in a relationship with anyone whom i wouldnât marry. that i shouldnât worry about relationships. that i should build friendships, and one day, maybe iâll suddenly meet my soulmate and will want to spend the rest of my life with that significant other. that my life right now should be filled with spending time on finding myself and building friendships. too bad that this advice was from my best friend. my best friend that Iâm currently in love with. my best friend who is currently taken.
TRIGGER WARNING. descriptive scenes of anxiety attacks, mentions of abortion, and car accident and hospital scenes.
TAGLIST. @crescent-iakââ @sehunniepotââÂ
[a/n]: happy halloween! i think this is one of my favourite fics that i have written along with once again, so i hope youâre going to enjoy this story as much as i enjoyed writing it!Â
Somehow, I canât seem to recall how I became best friends with Jung Jaehyun.
i remember seeing queenieâs fics on my dashboard one fine morning and i immediately liked it just to bookmark themâshe had just posted it and i was like GASP A RARE GEM I MUST PUT ON MY TO-READ LIST
and it took me a long time to actually sit down and read through her masterlist. and man, what took me so fucking long?Â
the progression of this fic? chefâs kisses. it didnât feel rushed. it was the perfect balance of dialogue and inner thoughts. it flowed like fluid, so effortless and justâyall better read this. i love how you could see the character development of y/n in this fic! i am usually drawn to characters that have their own story, their own obstacles that they overcome, and this ! literally ! has ! it !
my mindâs just a jumble right now that i canât form sentences properly but this fic was so beautifully written. here are some of my favourite parts from the fic *SPOILERS*
and ily queenie. you dropped this đ I LOVED THIS SO MUCHÂ
âThen why are you so worried and sad about a broken relationship if you know that youâre not going to be together forever?â Jaehyun told me with a small smile. âEnjoy your youth! Enjoy your freedom before tying yourself down. Take this time and freedom to rediscover yourself. And by doing so, who knows? Maybe you might be able to find your significant other.â
this hit HARD. the way i gasped.Â
Broken, expressionless, and tired.
That was how I felt and looked.
Three reasons why Jaehyun would never be able to know what to do.
Because he never felt those three things.
again, this hit hard. i feel like i relate so much to y/n. the emotions are raw. the thoughts are raw. relatable. !!!
âBecause I donât see myself spending the rest of my life with you.â
OUCH. but ! look at how one sentence just WRECKS you.Â
Since when love was this complicated and draining?
Wasnât it supposed to be the opposite?
Wasnât it supposed to make us go to great lengths for the one we loved?
So, why were we running away from it?
DKSJHSDJKFH yall iâm telling you READ THIS FIC. i justâi canât I DONâT EVEN KNOW WHAT TO TELL YOU AT THIS POINTâ ITâS PERFECT.
today out of all days, bestfriend!jaehyun didnât know why he agreed to go with you. he wasnât feeling himself or had the urge to do anything else for two entire weeks. all because for one, he was turned down by his crush and two, one of his juniors have asked him out on a dateâ in which he ran out of reasons to tell her just so he could stay at home.
now, however, he was walking in the ombrĂŠ autumn woods, underneath the orange crimson leaves, hands in pockets as he looked at you running & squealing like an excited child with a messy ponytail. the crunches under your footsteps were quite noisy until they stopped. he knew you both reached the location of the staycation you planned for a while.
he smiled to himself, missing that you caught him doing so. then his eyes trailed to your tilted head and curious eyesâ habits of yours he found cute. âah yuno! youâre feeling better?â
he should be, but he wasnât. âyeah, i am.â he lied and perhaps you were oblivious to see that.
oblivious and airhead you was cute too.
a soft rub on his head had gotten him feeling all sorts. this was a first he felt like exploding, though skinships were common between the two of you. âfinally! i donât like you cooped up in your room because of some heartbreak. you deserve more even if you fall in love too easily.â
he rolled his eyes at your comment, âdoesnât mean i missed out on anything.â he defended his offended butt.
you hummed to tease. âbut you missed us, right?â you linked your arm to his, pulling him closer as you brought up your phone to capture your silhouette and followed by several snaps towards jaehyun. âsay cheese!â
when did your perfume become so noticeable? since when did he feel so flustered around you? you were only his bestfriend and nothing more-
âwhy are you staring at me like that?â
âhm? like what?â
âlike this.â you handed your phone and showed a picture of you took of him; he was slightly smiling yet was not too.
jaehyun hitched his breath when you threw bundles of maple leaves at him. looking at the phone, his ears were heating up at the hyper-active girl.
[14:35] âThis is a terrible idea,â Jaehyun muttered to you as you two stood in front of a cake shop near your university campus.
You couldnât help but elbow him in the ribs, causing him to hiss at you. You only stuck out your tongue in response before saying, âDonât you dare back out! Iâve already rescheduled this twice because you kept chickening out at the last minute. Do you know how embarrassing is that?â
He scoffed. âYou know whatâs embarrassing? Asking your best friend to pretend to be engaged to you, just so you can try free wedding cake samples. I believe thatâs fraud.â
You gasped dramatically. âFraud? You take that back!â You puffed out your cheeks. âAnd this is not fraud! When I get married, I will choose this cake shop for my wedding cake!â
âMarried?â he retorted with a small snort. âMarried to whom?â
You narrowed your eyes at him. âDonât test me. I am currently very stressed and I have an empty stomach.
Jaehyun stuck his tongue right back at you and you rolled your eyes. You felt bad that you were lying to the cake shopâs owner about the nature of your relationship. But you were a broke university student and you were stressed and you needed cake in your stomach. Desperate times called for desperate measures. You had no shame in asking your best friend to be your fake fiancĂŠ if it meant that you could fulfill your cravings.
He always went along with your antics for as long as you knew him. And eventually, you began to develop feelings for your best friend that were definitely not platonic. It wouldnât hurt anyone to indulge yourself a little bit, right?
âHi!â the owner of the shop greeted you both as you entered. The sweet smell of cakes and fruits lingered in the air and you smiled in excitement. âYou must be the 2:30 couple, right? Here for the wedding cake samples?â
âYes,â you answered as you looked around. âSorry for rescheduling so many times.â
âOh, donât worry about it,â she replied. âWedding planning is so hectic, so I completely understand. May I ask when is the wedding going to be held?â
Your eyes widened the slightest in panic, not expecting her to ask you anything even though it was a scenario you should have expected. But you thought the bored part-timer would be the one serving you two as he just seemed completely uninterested and bored of his job.
âUh-â
Luckily, Jaehyun came to your rescue and smoothly said, âWe donât have a set date yet, but we were thinking of having a late spring wedding, around the end of May.â
âSounds like a wonderful time to hold a wedding,â the older woman replied.
âYeah, well, my fiancĂŠeâs favourite season is spring,â Jaehyun continued with a smile and wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you closer slightly.
âIs it?â the owner asked you, her eyes sparkling.
âO-oh, y-yes,â you replied shakily, your mind still processing the fact that your best friendâs arm was around your waist. Oh, this was so bad for your heart.
âWell, just take a seat. Iâll bring out the samples.â
âThank you,â Jaehyun said and led you to the counter.
As soon as the owner went in the back, you quickly slapped his arm away and he quickly retracted himself with an âouch!â and a wounded expression.
âWhat was that for?â he asked with a pout.
âI should be asking you the same question!â you replied as you sat down, Jaehyun joining you on your right.
âI mean, shouldnât we act the part properly?â your friend reasoned. âYou were about to blow our cover.â
It was your turn to pout â he had a point. But with your budding feelings for your best friend, you were simply not comfortable with him actually acting as your significant other.
âWhatever,â you mumbled.
A few minutes later, the owner had laid in front of you a whole assortment of cakes. Chocolate. Double-chocolate. Vanilla. Red velvet. Oreo. Matcha. And so many more. Oh, how you trembled on the inside â this was heaven.
The owner then left you to be and told you to call her if you two made up your mind. You barely registered her words when you pulled the small plate of strawberry shortcake towards you and immediately took a bite before letting out a small groan of satisfaction.
Jaehyun rested his chin on his palm, looking at you with a hidden dimpled smile. You noticed that he hadnât touched any of the cakes yet.
âWhat are you doing?â you asked with a small frown. âEat! Eat!â
He chuckled and swiped a thumb near your lip, removing the little bit of cream stuck there, before sucking it, leaving you speechless and almost mortified.
âI am,â he replied nonchalantly before taking a bite from the black forest cake.
You quickly turned your attention back to the rows of cakes in front of you, hoping that your hair was long enough to hide your reddening cheeks.
[a/n]: wanted to write a small something because i miss writing and want to get out of this studying funk. big shoutout to my chaotic ass gc for the ideas and inspo :*
[7:43 pm] You never understood how the administration of your department somehow generated a finals schedule, in which you had 3 exams in a row in a single day.Â
It was inhumane.
Finals at night shouldnât even be a thing. 3-hour long finals were the bane of your existence. Even worst when they were at night.Â
And yet, here you were, your last final of the day, questioning your life decisions. Why, oh, why did you decided to major in Mathematics of all subjects?Â
I should have postponed this exam, you thought to yourself. Calculus V was a mega bitch and all the upperclassmen in your department warned you about it too.
You glanced at your watch, wondering just how much time had passed and how much time you had left to complete this. A quarter of an hour was gone and youâd only done 5 questions. For a good ten minutes, you wondered whether you even needed to pass Calculus V - should you just flunk it and replace it with another course? But you knew you couldnât because it was a pre-required course for Topology.
You played with your pencil as your glanced at the students around you, noticing that they exhibited the same nervous, distracted behaviour as you did. Some stared blankly at their exam paper, some looked outside the window, and some looked around too.
Your eyes then fell on the guy sitting in front of you. You were slightly in awe at how focused he was, not once did his concentration waver as you never saw him move to even glance elsewhere.Â
BAM!
You jumped a little in your seat, startled by the sound caused by the guyâs head abruptly hitting the desk. He didnât even wake up from his blunder. Your jaw dropped slightly at the sight and you immediately looked over at the T.A. who was supervising the final. The latter did not even bother waking up your classmate and instead, let out a small tired sigh.
Wait, was he sleeping this whole time? you wondered to yourself. But you quickly shook those thoughts away and decided to focus on your final. After this, you can finally go home and sleep all you want.
When it finally reached 10 oâclock, your T.A. gave you permission to finally leave the stuffy exam room. As you were putting your stuff away, the guy in front of you abruptly turned around.
âOh, is it done, already?â he asked.
You blinked your eyes at him before nodding slowly, unsurely.
He groaned out loud as he stretched his arms. âUgh, fattest 3 hour nap I have ever taken.â
You furrowed your brows. âDid you finish your exam, at least? Before taking a nap?â
He scrunched his nose in distaste, as if something smelly was lingering in the air. âNo? Youâre funny.â
âI am?â
âI gave up the second I read the first ten questions, so I didnât bother anymore. I guess Iâll just retake it next semester,â he continued with a nonchalant shrug. He then threw you a lazy, feline smile and gave you his hand to shake. âIâm Johnny.â
You shook his hand back as you gave him your name.
Johnny then raised a questioning brow at you and you returned the same expression. âCan I help you?â you asked, a tad unnerved with his stare.
âAre you good at Calculus V?â
âI donât know?â you replied unsurely. âIâm majoring in Mathematics, though, if that helps answering your question?â
pairing: jaehyun x oc/readerÂ
genre(s): coming of age, slice of life, friendship, romance, slight angst, college!auÂ
words:Â 25.7k
summary:Â i remember getting an advice from someone. that person once told me that i shouldnât be in a relationship with anyone whom i wouldnât marry. that i shouldnât worry about relationships. that i should build friendships, and one day, maybe iâll suddenly meet my soulmate and will want to spend the rest of my life with that significant other. that my life right now should be filled with spending time on finding myself and building friendships. too bad that this advice was from my best friend. my best friend that Iâm currently in love with. my best friend who is currently taken.
[t/w]: descriptive scenes of anxiety attacks, mentions of abortion, and car accident and hospital scenes.
taglist: @crescent-iakââ @sehunniepotââÂ
[a/n]: happy halloween! i think this is one of my favourite fics that i have written along with once again, so i hope youâre going to enjoy this story as much as i enjoyed writing it!Â
Somehow, I canât seem to recall how I became best friends with Jung Jaehyun.
  â Sometimes, Jaehyun loves to push your buttons just to see you get all riled up, and you honestly hate it. But of course, you canât deny the sex you get afterwards is worth all the teasing. â
Âť pairing: boyfriend!jaehyun x makeup artist! fem!reader
Âť genre: smut, slight angst?, pwp
Âť word count: ~3-5k
Âť estimated release date: sometime in november 2020 idk i suck at deadlines lmao
Âť warnings: cursing, sexual themes (unprotected sex (wrap it up kiddos), marking, fingering, degradation, dirty talking, creampie (reader is on a pill), cunnilingus, fellatio, impreg kink, grinding, thigh riding, cum play, to be updated along the way)
Âť authorâs note: inspired by this post and this ask! let me know if you would like to be tagged! ⥠reposting bc fuck tumblrâs tagging algorithm
â SYNOPSIS: He was a boy, she was a girlâ can I make it any more obvious?
But actually, she was a cursed genie of two thousand years who longed to be freed of her gilded cage and he was a modern but lonely boy who hoped to free her. He just didnât expect to fall in love with her in the process.Â
i remember her bringing this idea up in the gc and my initial reaction was dude, you gotta write thisâthis is perfect. and i know it will be! so please please, check this preview out! and can you believe? this is just a preview?
IMAGINE THE ACTUAL FIC ITSELF?? yeah, i know. I KNOW.
give this the love it deserves! i canât wait until itâs posted!
genre(s): angst, fluff, college!au, strangers to friends to lovers!au
word count:Â 4.6k lmao rip it was supposed to be a timestamp oop
warning(s): drinking, cursing, slight implications of sex
authorâs note: lmao i originally had this scheduled to be posted yesterday but the tumblr app decided to be an ass and it posted only the title and its tags (i was lowkey pissed during my morning shift) but anywaaaays here it is! dedicated to my lovely bubs @jenojamâ bc she has been nothing but an absolute sweetheart to me + i wanted to repay her back for the birthday timestamp she dedicated to me last month <3
iâve always imagined this kind of scenario whenever i listened to keshiâs 2 soon on my drive home from work at night so i tried to write this out with the mood i got from it and honestly i canât do it LMFAO aight letâs get it letâs GO-
texts in this format are jaehyunâs thoughts!
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letâs go out for a drink, johnny said. itâll be fun, jungwoo said. so why the fuck am i sitting at the bar, drunk and depressed out of my mind, then?
genre(s): fluff
word count: 1.1k
warning(s): slight cursing
authorâs note: soooo fun story here: i used to be a fanfic writer waaay back in like 2011-2014 (?) on this website called quotev but stopped bc i had MAJOR writerâs block and just wasnât satisfied on the delivery of my works so i stopped i deleted my account years ago so donât even try to find it LMFAO. talked to @jenojamâ last night and she asked me why i stopped. told her my reasoning and decided to give it a shot again. finished it the same day and she and @ppangjaeââ are like pOST IT and iâm like nO ITâS A SCARY WORLD OUT THERE and now here we are oop
honestly iâm still blushing from both of you complimenting this timestamp i love you both soso much go check out their works! theyâre extremely talented and super sweet and loving and they deserve all the happiness in the world!
this was literally inspired by a meme i saw on facebook LMFAO
âhey, do you mind if i can borrow my hoodie for a bit?â
you lifted your gaze up from your book, glasses perched on the bridge of your nose. you sat on his couch with your legs tucked underneath you, your left arm resting on its arm along with your book. jaehyun stood from the kitchen entrance a couple feet away from you, holding his keys in his right hand and a venti iced americano in his left. dressed in a white tee and light denim jeans, he took a sip from his cup. you slightly scrunched your nose at his drink. honestly speaking, you donât know how he manages to drink it almost everyday as if it were water. never a fan of coffee yourself, curiosity got the best of you when you asked him a few years back to take a sip out of it. you know, just to see whatâs so great about it for him to order it so often. must be yummy, you thought out. you could say that, he followed. the memory of it clung to you as if you jumped into a lake with clothes on, the clothing constantly sticking to your skin like vacuum. your tastebuds have surely despised you then for making them go through something so traumatizing that it brought goosebumps to your skin at the mere thought of it. fucking liar, itâs practically dirt water!
âwhat hoodie?â
he gave you a pointed look, âthe grey one you stole from my closet last week?â
you raised a brow, âexcuse you. donât you mean, our closet?â he snorted and let out a chuckle, not before rolling his eyes at you. a few giggles left from your lips.Â
âlast time i checked, that closet you claimed to be ours is actually mine, for i pay rent and all.â
âtrue, but you know that i practically live here since i come here almost everyday.â
âbut you didnât buy those hoodies, though.â
âbabe, i donât know how to stress it out for you to know that relationships have to be 50/50 if you want it to work.â
he raised a brow at you, confusion evident on his face. where are you trying to go at now?, he thought to himself. putting his keys in his jean pocket, he walked over to your sitting figure on his couch, crouching right in front of you. you moved your legs out and laid them out in front of him. he gave you a smirk, almost as if testing you. god, you donât think you could ever get tired of seeing his stupidly handsome face. âand how is it 50/50 when youâre constantly stealing my hoodies from my closet and i have to ask you for permission to wear my own clothes?â
his question left you laughing a little more, and jaehyun felt his smirk melt into those soft smiles of his. âeasy,â you gently tapped the button of his nose. âyou supply the hoodies, and i get to wear them.â
he rolled his eyes and chuckled. placing his americano on the table besides the couch, he caressed both of your thighs lovingly. he couldnât stop the grin forming on his face, his dimples making its grand appearance that you loved oh so much. âbaby, i donât think thatâs how it works.â
âiâm kidding. of course you can borrow it! just bring it back to me whenever youâre done with it, okay?â both of you shared a laugh. you put your bookmark in your book and closed it, setting it besides his americano. you brought your hands to cradle his cheeks, your heart feeling much more full and warm than it was an hour ago. both of you brought your faces close to each other, foreheads now touching. his scent envelopes you and you relish in the comfort it gives you. after all, it was primarily the reason why you started stealing his clothes from his closet. youâll never voice it out loud to him, but just something about his scent reminded you of home. your sanctuary.
âyou know, i should report you to the authorities for theft. first, you steal my heart. now, my hoodies-â
âour hoodies,â you interjected.
he snorted, rolling his eyes for the nth time already. âokay fine, our hoodies.â you hummed in satisfaction, giving a peck on the corner of his lips. ânow what? whatâs next? my last name?â
your eyes slightly widened and you felt your heart hammer in your chest. you felt your blood run cold. did i hear that right? his last name? is he asking for my hand in marriage already? you couldnât think properly. all you could think about is the possibility of jaehyun suddenly whipping out a wedding ring and proposing to you on the spot. you would love to have a future with him. hell, you still wondered how you managed to have him as your boyfriend. there was never a moment where you doubted your feelings for him, but now is not the time. youâre not ready to take that leap of faith yet. thereâs so much for you to do before you want to tie the knot. you tried to say something, anything, but canât bring yourself to. how can you when he just sneak attacked you like that?
he smirked, âwhat, cat got your tongue?â he noticed the panic forming behind your irises and he chuckled before giving you a peck on your lips, still rubbing your thighs gently. âbaby, donât worry. iâm not proposing to you just yet. weâre still in college and we still have to graduate and start our career before i could call you forever mine.â he pulled the back of your knees to move you closer to him. he repositioned himself so that heâs now on his knees, arms now wrapped around your waist. âiâll wait for you for as long as it takes. i love you and forever and always will, my love.â you relaxed in his grasp and let out a breath you didnât know you were holding in. you brought your arms to wrap around his neck, staring at his dark brown orbs. they never fail to amaze you how he looks at you with so much tender and love. your heart calms down from his reassurance and is instead replaced with warmth once again. boy, are you whipped for mr. valentine here.
âi love you too, babe. forever and always will.â
âbut of course, you are always free to borrow it. just give it back to me whenever youâre done with it.â
âż SYNOPSIS â It was ironic, really, how you had a love and hate relationship with flowers. Growing up as a floristâs daughter, your love and admiration for the language of flowers flourished at a young age. Your thoughts, however, changed when you were diagnosed with the sickness that killed with one of the things you loved the most.
You werenât sure what hurt more, though - the hammering agony your heart experienced every single time Mark looked at her so lovingly or the excruciating pain your lungs suffered through whenever you remembered your best friend loved her and not you.
âż PAIRING â female!reader x best friend!mark lee
âż GENRE â high school!au, friends to lovers!au, flower shop!au, slow burn, teen romance, fluff, angst, comedy
âż WARNINGS â cursing, mentions of character death, hanahaki disease, vomiting, fainting, mentions of blood, hospital scenes, mentions of surgeryÂ
âż WORD COUNTÂ â17k+
âż listen to the PLAYLIST here!
âż AUTHORâS NOTE â Here it is, my sweets: my new prized possession! I wrote this in a week, can you believe it? I honestly canât but I had such a vivid picture painted in my mind, I couldnât stop. A big thank you to @ppangjaeâ for bouncing ideas with me! Another thank you to Kira for reading and giving me feedback after I sent her every fucking scene â you are a lifesaver. And to Carol, my dear sweet cuzzo, this is for you~ *shoots b-ball and misses terribly*
I need to give credit to where credit is due so here we go; I was heavily inspired by a number of prompts found here! I feel like listening to the playlist will help set the mood as well, the link is listed above!!
Please, please, please let me know what you think of this! Itâs my new baby and I would ⨠L O V E â¨feedback! Comment below, slide into my DMs, leave me an ask! I love talking to yâall đ
I have a question,Â
It might seem strange â
How are your lungs?
Are they in pain?
âCause mine are aching,
Think I know why,
I kinda like it though,
You wanna try?
the sky was painted with some shade of rusty orange, the surroundings looking like a sepia filtered photograph but not because of the setting sun. the color surfaced from the blazing fires tearing down everything in its path â the trees, the wildlife, the buildings, the people.
if it was just any other day, you wouldâve taken pictures of the eerily orange sky with your phone or your dslr but today wasnât just a regular day.
today was the thirteenth day of living in complete survival mode as the world you knew fell to flames. there were wildfires and riots and a deadly disease that turned people into terrifying man-eating creatures. it was the end of the world as you knew it and you were at a complete loss.
thirteen days of running around from shelter to shelter, scarfing around for food with a knife strapped to your thigh, holding your breath when you heard a noise, and eyes constantly on the lookout for any danger heading your way. you swore you wouldnât have survived this long if it wasnât for lee jeno by your side.
just a few months ago, jeno was the newest addition to your friend group from university, wiggling his way in with his darling smile and crescent moon eyes. he was the handsome boy in your literature class who always had something interesting to discuss with you, the one who brought you coffee when you seemed tired, as well as the boy who let you copy his notes when you spaced out in class. jeno became the best friend who made your knees weak and heart flutter wildly against your ribcage and a few months ago, lee jeno was also the boy who stole your heart.
now on the thirteenth day of what the news called the apocalypse, he was the boy with extremely oily hair and dirt-covered cheeks who watched your back with a knife permanently attached to his hand. he guided you through the rubble and kept you safe after you separated from your group, shielding you behind his large build every time he heard a noise. jeno was the boy who held you close when you broke down inside your makeshift base as acidic rain came pouring down from the night sky.
during humanityâs darkest hour, he became the love of your life and the one you would willingly give your all to.
but most of all, lee jeno was the young man who was losing consciousness by the second. his head rested against your blood-stained lap as your frantic tears ran down your cheeks and landed on his dirt-stained ones. his hand shook as he wiped your tears away with a painful smile, the bite mark on his arm taunting you with its bright red color.
âstop crying, you big baby,â he tried to joke, a thumb circling your cheek to soothe you. it was a thoughtful action but it didnât work.
âhow can i stop crying when youâre like this? youâre the only one i have left, you asshole,â your cries grew heavier as you pressed his hand onto his cheek. âi donât have anyone else!â
he called your name with a soft tone, âyou need to get out of here.â
âno, iâm not leaving you!â you fought back. âwhy the hell would you even say that?!â
âwhy are you choosing now of all times to be stubborn?â he groaned, from both the throbbing bite mark and the emotional pain he felt at the thought of leaving you on your own in the midst of this chaos.
jeno flinched as he pushed himself off your lap. bringing his arms to your shoulders, he said, âif you stay here with me, i could hurt you and thatâs the last thing i want to do, bubs.â
you shook your head and sniffled. âi canât leave you,â you repeated, your heart clenching at the thought of deserting him as he lost all sense of humanity. âi just canât.â
âand i canât let you die,â jeno spat back desperately, ânot by my hands.â
âif thatâs how my life is going to end, so be it,â you heard yourself say, your voice bleeding with a headstrong attitude.
âstop being so difficult and get the fuck out of here!â he screamed in agony, a painful feeling pulsating through his veins. he was changing and it was happening fast.
âno!â
âand why the fuck not?!â another scream left his dry lips as he clutched his throbbing injury. his usually warm eyes looked frustrated as he tried to figure out why you wouldnât run away from the terrible being he was becoming. his heart hurt even more with each sob you let out.
âbecause iâm in love with you, you idiot!â your loud voice echoed in the abandoned building you found shelter in.
ây-you what?â he whispered, breaking the silence that followed your confession.
âyou heard me,â you wept, dirty palms rubbing against your stinging eyes. âi am not going to leave the man i love to die alone.â
jeno choked back a sob as he looked at you crying a pool of tears in front of him, knowing he could do nothing to console you. how he wished things were different. he wished for a way to turn back time to the day he met up with you outside the university cafe, with your hair blowing along with the blustery wind and your eyes shining with the brightness of a million stars as you leaned down to pet a passerbyâs samoyed. he wished he had confessed to you back then, so then he could die with memories of you being his.
âfuck,â he breathed out. you started to draw away from him, thinking jeno was going to reject you during his last moments, but he tugged you back in harshly. his body shook as he coiled his strong arms around him. âi love you, too,â jeno responded with a gentle voice as he fought through the pain. âgod, fuck. i wish i told you sooner then maybe-â
the words were caught in his throat but you knew exactly what he was going to say. then maybe we couldâve been happy, even for a little while.
âthatâs okay, jen. iâm still here,â you reassured him as his body trembled. âiâm here. iâm not going anywhere.â
jeno cradled your face in his large hands, his long fingers gently stroking your jawline. his chapped lips met yours in a fiery kiss, one that tried to convey all the love in his heart. he didnât have much time left but he was determined to let you know how deep his love was. you pressed back fervidly with a burning passion you refused to let die. his arms slid down your shoulders to coil around your waist and your hands danced their way into his hair. he ignored the intense pain flowing through him as your legs wound around his waist to bring him closer to you.
jeno kissed you in the ashes underneath the sepia-colored sky, ignoring the sounds of the blaring sirens and terrorizing screams of the outside world. your grip on his hair grew tighter as you breathed him in, disregarding the droplets of tears streaming down your faces. he tried his best to drown out your cries but failed when he realized he was crying, too.
jenoâs hold on you grew limp for a fraction of a second, causing you to break away to check on him. your chest heaved as you caught your breath, shaking hands sliding down to cup your partnerâs cheeks. âjeno?â you called softly. âjen?â
his eyelids fluttered open, his warm eyes now colored with a sickly yellow and lined with an irritating red. a low sounding and inhumane growl left the very lips you just kissed and you quickly pushed yourself back into the torn wall. he creaked his neck to the side as his glazed over eyes focused on you, his body slowly moving in your direction.
lee jeno loved you and left you alone in a world of burning smoke and swirling ashes, where sirens blared through speakers and zombies roamed free in the rumble. and so you shut your eyes closed, accepting your fate as he approached you, knowing you wouldnât be able to live in this apocalyptic world without him.
lee jeno loved you and left you alone in this world and there you were, ready to die by his handsâ you had nothing left to lose.
